Something is Coming...

Someone was panting. Someone was moaning. They were not moans of pain, but of pleasure. Moans that are made by someone subjected to an almost unearthly caress. Hearing them, he swallowed his saliva. What was going on here?

"Oh, Steve..." he heard a male voice. "I feel… so good!"

He stopped surprised. His heart began to beat faster out of tension and curiosity and in his mouth he felt the desert bathed in the midday sun. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was impossible! Or was it? After all, "Steve" came to pick him up so often that they must have been close, closer than normal buddies or workmates. So it was that kind of acquaintance.

He swallowed his saliva again although his throat was too dry. He had to, had to check it out. He had to find out...

"God, Steve...!"